tears

by walterdoege

each tear drops from my soul…through my face…I look the sky…I ask the sky…blue ocean…each star is a tear…the futility of tearing…the futility of loving, but love is all I feel I can give…disease…death…I know…you know…destiny is a final goodbye…I fell is not the last goodbye someway…today it seems a final goodbye, the destiny…as I can write is as I can live…writing is a way to touch you…writing is a way to feel myself…alive…the winds in the helm of my little boat crosses the blue ocean with a blue sky above all of mine and I feel that I am not alone in my solitude in my little boat going to the destiny I can see with a cloud of tears and drops of a raininig cloud I feel like loving tears…